The other day I was asked to explain what it is that goes from one life to another, when it is not the mind (which is certain that it is not) nor a soul, nor consciousness.
I could not answer so I said: ‘I don’t know. It is as clear and yet mysterious to me as how one email gets from my computer to another, without wire, through clouds or whatever. The text I write is transformed into codes and those miraculously get into the other computer through the air, in waves, as energy, … There are people who understand, to whom it is not a miracle that this is possible because they know, they have direct knowledge. I only know that it is possible, both, the email from one computer to another and the transition from one life into the next.’
I said some knowledgeable sounding things about bhavanga citta and sota bhavanga, often translated as subconscious (sometimes unconscious but that doesn’t make much sense to me) and life stream and about javana. May be I ponder more over those soon and then write more about it. To me it makes total sense but it is as I would talk about bits and bites.
One thing I often remember when being asked about next lifes is a documentary I once saw about the arctic stream. They showed places all around the world from where the stream passes by. In the arctic (Greenland if I am not mistaken) they showed a caterpillar. This little one comes out as caterpillar for about 3 months, eats what it can get, then falls asleep, gets frosted and defrosts next year for 3 months again. It does this for about 14 years, it is so to say revived for 14 years as a caterpillar until it finally in its last year becomes a butterfly. This little creature probably does not know what is going on and whether it was before or will be again, it just does what is to do. In its case eating and then finding a niche to sleep where it will be frozen but not killed. Funny little thing. Are we much different from it?